Tightrope Walker

Therapy

I'm trying to walk up the stairs 
My hands are snatching at the slivers of light 
I'm sticking to the steps 
Each one a release from the place below 
I'm on a mission 
On the hunt for clean, clear vapour skies 
'Cos I'm choking on my own, I need some air 

The door slams behind me 
Begging you to scrape off your disco paint 
It's open to the night 
And I'm sick as a hospital and empty factories 
You look so tiny, so very unimportant 
I'm nearly there and everything feels fine 

Don't wanna look behind me 
Don't wanna look beneath me 
Every movement, every vibration 
Every movement, every vibration 

High above piss city 
Watch the pigs-ear people, all dead in their droves 
Some shuffle in silence 
Some gorge sucking on silicone 
I've got the urge to jump 
Watch my life whizz by, fast forward flash 
But hold on boy, I feel alive 

Don't wanna look behind me 
Don't wanna look beneath me 
Every movement, every vibration 
Every movement, every vibration 

Don't wanna look behind me 
Don't wanna look beneath me 
Every movement, every vibration 
Every movement, every vibration 

Don't wanna look behind me 
Don't wanna look beneath me 
Every movement, every vibration 
Every movement, every vibration
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